Текст песни Татьяна и Сергей Никитины - Я к вам травою прорасту, ст. Г. Шпаликова

I you grow grass,
I'll try to reach you,
As kidney extends to the sheet
All waiting to wake up.

Once the bloom in the morning,
As long as nobody sees,
And her dew glistens
And dries when the sun comes out.

It goes back each time
And warms our earth,
And it reaches your eyes,
And I will not give ear to him.

Not to me it is slightly open
Omitted heavy eyelids,
And me sad funny
How about a real person.

And I - autumn grass,
Flying leaves in the wind,
But this idea is not new,
It belongs to the category of truths.

eternal oppressed desire,
Grass at least preserve -
It will germinate in the spring
And join the living.